Chapter 19: The Spring Breeze Knows Not What It Enters Into the Silk Curtains

  "This deity also disdains to be in their company." The Dragon God replied with great pride.

  No need to say more, it seems that I have already made an enemy of the leader of the demon world, Yao Po. For some reason, I suddenly feel that this situation is very familiar, as if I have known Long Jing and Gua Pian for a long time, and it's a familiarity that can't be put into words. Those strange and unbelievable events also seem like they're only natural, could it really be like what Gua Pian said, that I was originally someone who knew them, but just forgot?

  I remembered the contract between Xia Po and Jin Zhu, and hastily asked: "Will Xia Po make a move on Jin Zhu?"

  Longjing Gongzi's mouth twitched: "That old woman has made her move long ago."

  "What's going on? Can Dragon God protect Golden Pearl?"

  Jinzhū gūniáng is the most lovely sister, when encountering difficult customers for me, she can always cleverly resolve them with a stretch of her hand. I don't want Jinzhū gūniáng to follow in the footsteps of Wèi fūrén and become as stubborn as Wèi fūrén due to the contract.

  Longjing Gongzi lazily replied, "The deity has already clarified this matter with that witch. The first time was to lure the snake out of its hole, and this time it's to shock the tiger and scare the snakes in the grass. It will be even better next time, and we must make that witch know her limits and retreat, so as not to stir up more trouble."

  It seems that Jinzhu girl has the protection of Longshen, so she can naturally be safe and sound.

  "Plum Blossom, Plum Blossom, are you in the Dragon God Temple?" Mr. Mo's loud voice came from outside.

  I rushed out: "Mr. Mo, plum blossoms are here!"

  Mr. Mo saw me and let out a sigh of relief: "Just now, I don't know why, but water was leaking from the upstairs, fortunately you came out ahead of time, otherwise the consequences would be unthinkable. Old Shen said that after the fire started, he didn't see you anywhere, and I was so scared, fearing that you hadn't escaped."

  "I hastily asked: 'Thank you, Mr. Mo, for remembering me. How are the sisters and guests at the Smoke Rain Pavilion now?' As I turned my head to look back, I saw that the carved railings and painted buildings were still emitting some smoke and fog, and the gold-painted decorations had been smoked black, looking very frightening."

  "Sister-in-law and guests, no harm done, just a pity..." Mr. Mo, who was originally the most stingy, now had to spend more on repairs, and he was heartbroken, beating his chest: "Who knew what happened, it actually caught fire! Fortunately, none of the officials were injured. If word gets out, how can we still do business?"

  I could only comfort him by saying: "The matter of the flood can be big or small, no one was injured is already a great fortune, Mr. Mo should let go of all worries."

  "What a wicked fire!" Mr. Mo was still indignant: "Yan Yu Ge has always been strictly guarded against fires, if someone deliberately set the fire, they will not be able to get away with it, it must have started from that Jin Zhu Fang..."

  My heart suddenly tightened, and I remembered the words of Longjing just now. I hastily asked: "Was it lit in Jinzhu's room? How is Jinzhu?"

  "She's also fine." Mr. Mo sighed, and I finally felt at ease, "However..." Mr. Mo's one sentence made my heart jump up to my throat again: "That Jinzhu said that the fire started from the curtains and spread in, and the flames were raging, using up all the water in the house couldn't put it out, only then did it spread and cause such a big disaster... Could it be that Jinzhu was seeking revenge for that dress incident a few days ago?" The CEO's mistress

  Only I understand in my heart that this evil fire is probably the ghostly woman who has come to our door, and I couldn't help but worry for Miss Jinzhu.

  Someone in the distance shouted for Mr. Mo to go and check on the rescued goods, and Mr. Mo hurried over. As he left, he didn't forget to wave at me: "You should head home early! The Smoke and Rain Pavilion will need some time to be repaired, and you don't have to send tomorrow's dim sum either."

  I hastily complied, turned my head to take a look, and Longjing Gongzi was already asleep on the offering table. Guapian had tucked his head under his wing and was also sleeping soundly. Although I still had some doubts in my mind, I could only pick up my feet and head home by myself.

  The purple jade street's bluestone road was already very quiet, the neighboring shops had long since extinguished their lights, only a crescent moon emitted a dim glow, the street was full of long black shadows, I could only hear my own footsteps echoing da-da-da.

  Suddenly I saw a dark object slipping out of the shadows and wrapping itself around my foot, and I held my breath, my whole body stiffening.